Random Thursday
So I’m still not organized enough to do a real post, but since Argh has been empty since, uh, Saturday? I thought I’d check in with a Random post. Do not expect coherence, this is just Stuff.
Krissie just left on her way back to Vermont. Actual human interaction has distracted me and I got almost nothing done, but because Krissie is always interesting and extremely knowledgable, I learned a lot and thought a lot more, and that’s always good. The bad part: I couldn’t stay awake. I took one Claritin and one Benadryl and was out on my feet for a week. Weirdest thing. But Krissie got a lot done so that’s good.
We watched the latest Person of Interest last night. That show along with The Blacklist is one of the few where I’m totally on board with whatever the protagonist does while hoping desperately that he doesn’t cross a line where I can’t look at him any more (looking at you, Oliver Queen), and boy howdy did Reese come close. The beauty of it is that I’m not sure he made the right decision even though it was the one I had my fingers crossed for (trying to avoid spoilers here). Love it that they reference Joss Carter when trying to figure out the right thing to do, too.
Lifehacker has a good post on writing software.
“The Inside Job” post is coming up as soon as I find my notebook. Yes, I am cleaning. I’m actually making progress, but it’s trying to doeverything all at once that makes me lose big chunks of my life. I’m on it. Also, we’re watching “The Rashomon Job” for this Sunday’s Leverage, possibly my favorite Leverage episode of all time although there are several contenders for that spot.
Things has been a learning experience (that’s the To Do software I bought). I didn’t break the projects down into steps at first, so I had to go back and do that and assign each step a due date. If you don’t get the thing done, it rolls it over onto the next day, so when I looked at the list today, with the rollovers, I had 41 things, some of which were going to take hours. So I took out all the due dates and regrouped. The nice thing, the software doesn’t nag at you, it just lists what you have to do, so while I’m figuring out how to use it, I’m also learning how ridiculously I’ve been over scheduling myself and how impossible the demands I was making on myself were. So when I go back in there to schedule again, I’m going to estimate the number of hours something takes and then not schedule more than an eight-hour day. See, I’m learning. (Great software.)
I’m still fuming about RED 2. They echoed everything in RED 1 except all the subtext that made it meaningful, the tone which kept it in balance, the doppelgänger pro tag/antag, the great romance arc . . . well, basically, everything. Same writers, too. ARGH.
One of the things to do today is set up LastPass which is a password program that logs you into your sites with secure passwords, something that Heartbleed made me aware of. Speaking of which, did you notice that “Heartbleed” was part of the Samaritan interface on PoI when it was looking for Harold? This show is so on top of everything. Also, Shaw and Root drinking umbrellas drinks in Miami surrounded by unconscious gunrunners: I am now officially a Shoot ‘Shipper.
Another good thing I’ve learned about to-do lists: equally important are the Done lists you do at the end of the day, the list of what you’ve accomplished. This is especially good if your to-do had 41 things on it.
Toni sent me a link to the instructions to the air cleaner that she gave me last year and that I used religiously which was a huge, huge help with the allergies, and that I forgot I had EVEN THOUGH I CAN SEE IT FROM MY BED. Look, there are many things going on in my brain, I can’t remember everything. Although you’d think an appliance that kept me breathing would be fairly high up on the “Remember This” list.
I’m back in the summer bedroom again since the winter bedroom is really Krissie’s room, and it’s lovely back here. So much light. Not much heat, though, but this winter I discovered electric mattress pads which are SO much better than electric blankets, so I’m wrapped up snug in bed, typing and looking out over trees that aren’t quite ready to bud yet. The forsythia’s out, though, so YAY for that.
The dogs love the back bedroom, too. They can yell at the mickies out the back the window. My neighbor Carl says that the guy who used to live in my house used to call all the squirrels and birds and whatever “mickies.” It’s actually a useful term since there’s god-knows-what out there. There’s a mother bear with cubs a few houses down, so I keep an eye out for her down by the lake. The dogs aren’t allowed down there, but she might migrate up. The deer do and it makes the dogs insane. Not that they were balanced to begin with. So “mickies” is a good all purpose term for everything except the bears.
And now, back to work. That to-do list isn’t going to “Done” itself.
ETA: Searching for illustration for writing book (long story), I tripped over this:
http://www.designsponge.com/2009/02/d...
